I Have 10 Trillion Dollars only Usable For Simping

Chapter 2426: Sand High

"This kid."

After spacing out for a while, Jiang Chen shifted his gaze from Qing Gege’s palm, looked back up at the rooftop, and seemed to plan to climb up and teach the guy a lesson. But the head there had already shrunk back, disappearing without a trace.

"Smile, success and fame aren’t the goal

Making yourself happy is what’s meaningful

The childhood paper airplane

Is finally flying back into my hand now~"

Suddenly, cheerful singing began.

Jiang Chen looked at Tong Dan, who was humming, and smiled.

Can’t deny,

It’s pretty fitting.

The anger dissipated.

"What’s the name of this song?"

"Hmph."

Tong Dan curled her lips, "You call yourself from the non-mainstream era, and you don’t know Qingtian?"

"This isn’t Qingtian, is it?"

Jiang Chen questioned. Maybe not everyone’s idol, but Jay Chou was definitely a shared memory of their generation.

"It is Qingtian."

Tong Dan insisted, "Right, Fang Qing?"

Qing Gege wasn’t littering, still holding onto the paper airplane for now, "It’s Qilixiang."

Alright then.

Birds of a feather.

Three blind men discussing.

Three people with three different views.

"Qilixiang isn’t about sparrows chattering on the clothesline outside the window~?"

Jiang Chen was puzzled.

Back in college, he even took Li Shuru to King Zhou’s concert.

"What clothesline, it’s clearly a high-voltage line..."

Tong Dan corrected.

"You fake music fan."

Jiang Chen decided not to argue further about high-voltage lines with her.

"Hmph... I’ll sing however I like. If I see you again, will there still be feelings, how pure we were back then~"

Tong Dan was totally caught up in her singing, but is it the wrong channel?

This isn’t Vae?

Though Jay Chou is the undisputed king of music, the father of pop, Vae also dominated the non-mainstream era they all went through.

In an era where everyone, regardless of gender, sported long bangs covering one eye, Vae emerged, starting the age of internet songs, with a viral influence, even surpassing King Zhou in some respects.

Now, hearing the melody, Jiang Chen couldn’t help but join in, "No need for meticulous eyeliner

No need for foundation

Shopping in the rain

Laugh at people with smeared makeup~"

Seeing him hum along, Tong Dan gave a disdainful look, "Don’t sing with me."

Jiang Chen was unfazed, "Why can’t I sing? Do you own the rights to this song?"

"..."

Tong Dan was momentarily speechless.

"There’s open-air karaoke at South Gate Square; if you two aren’t convinced, you can go have a showdown."

Fang Qing, from a third-party perspective, offered a fair suggestion.

Sha City High School is near South Gate City Cave, just a few minutes’ walk away.

"There isn’t any now; it must have been dismantled already."

Being magnanimous, Tong Dan no longer calculated against the annoying person, "Let’s go for a walk on the playground."

Rubber track, artificial turf, brand new fitness equipment. The campus environment is indeed getting better and better.

Though outsiders aren’t allowed in, there are still people inside the campus, and a few wanderers jogging on the playground, while a few middle-aged men sweat it out on the neighboring basketball court.

"I’m going to play ball, you guys take a stroll."

After half a lap on the track, Jiang Chen broke away from the group, heading toward the basketball court.

"This guy, acting like a kid."

Ignoring the advice, Tong Dan couldn’t help but secretly grumble about the boss, "Tell me, which man is as petty as him, insists on a win, pretends to be a teacher to scare young couples, he really is something else."

"You’ve known him for a day?"

Fang Qing succinctly summarized, walking down the path they trod as youths, the gentle breath, as if even the air was different.

Tong Dan glanced at the paper airplane still in the other’s hands, fell silent for a moment, and then spoke.

"Throw it away."

"Did you see a trash can?"

"It’s fine, toss it gently, no one will see."

Fang Qing remained silent, simply handing the paper airplane over straightforwardly.

Tong Dan instinctively took it, puzzled, "Why?"

"You throw it."

Tong Dan chuckled, "That’s your paper airplane, not mine."

Fang Qing walked beside her, serene-faced, as if deaf.

Tong Dan was helpless.

After all, she’s her best friend.

"Sigh..."

She blew a breath, then raised her hand, tossing the paper airplane forcefully.

She had a knack for throwing paper airplanes, quite skilled. The paper airplane soared high, gliding under the blue sky and white clouds, finally landing about twenty or thirty meters away by the edge of the track.

"Done~"

Tong Dan clapped her hands.

"No littering is allowed here."

A voice came from behind.

It was a jogging uncle, in a short-sleeve, shorts, and running shoes, even without knowing him, you could tell by his appearance that he was an educator.

He frowned, though his tone wasn’t harsh, maintaining restraint. The moral guilt, however, caused Tong Dan’s face to burn with embarrassment.

"Sorry."

She hurried over to pick up the paper airplane.

Presumably, the uncle who ran the Sha City faculty continued his exercise.

"Now it can’t be thrown away!"

Tong Dan was annoyed, and then, out of spite, she shoved the paper airplane back into Fang Qing’s hand, "Can’t throw it away, then return it to you!"

Fang Qing’s mouth slightly curved.

"You’re laughing! It’s embarrassing! It’s a good thing he didn’t ask what we were doing. If he knew we were students graduated from Sha City High School... that would be a disgrace back to grandma’s house."

Fang Qing’s smile restrained.

"Not every student must glorify their alma mater. Some must be responsible for tarnishing its reputation."

"Ah!"

Tong Dan was furious, pretending to pinch Fang Qing’s waist, "I’m helping you to declutter emotionally, and you repay with snide remarks, have you no heart!"